Calvary Is On Its Way Poem by Raimi Babatunde

We watched them,
as they tore our common wealth.
Let's hold on like Lion pride,
and soon, they will retreat.

For years we foraged together,
until they violated the creed
the same they swore to uphold,
but, not anymore.

Soon, our fangs will slice into their flesh.
Hang on friends,
don't worry about these Snakes,
Calvary is on its way.

Be glad, the Mongoose is on our team,
and this time, there is no hiding place,
The glory of the pride shall be restored,
Are you ready?